"The boss is here!" Said a goon standing by the door. "No eye contact or cell phones unless you want to get shot in the face." Calvin walks in with dark shades. "Hello sir I...BANG!" Calvin puts his piece away. "He looked at me." Calvin walks to his office closes the door sits down and took some meth. "Send him in." A scared guard walks in. "Hhhelllllo ssssiiir." "Sit the FUCK down!" The guard sat down hastily. "What happened at the club?" "I was I was drinking and uh the power went out yea and then I ducked onto the floor and uh heard all these gunshot sounds and then uh uh the lights came on and this uh really big guy was standing there. He had a skull on his chest. He didn't look like a cop." "Ok the next time you fucking stutter I'll shoot you. Did you see his face?" "Yea but I didn't recognize him. Uh can I have some of that meth it would really help me loosen up." Calvin looked at him with a face that would scare god. BANG! "NO YOU CANT HAVE SOME OF MY FUCKING METH!!" "Boss? The next club he attacks we will be waiting." "No I have a better Idea I'm going on the next narcotic delivery...and clean up that piece of shit!" And with that Calvin walks out. "Let Akron know about this plan." Said a goon.